Update.

It's weird how it fluctuates. Even though the Cisapride makes it better, I still have good times and bad. I'd gained back 5lbs, luring me into a false sense of stability and then BAM. Yesterday marks the start of a Bad Time, just in time for Po-Boy Fest on Sunday. :( Even though I took a pill, after eating a small amount today, I had to fight to keep the food down. Right now I'm opting to lay down for a few hours after dinner in the hopes of being able to go to a concert tonight. I hate the downtime, but I get so tired.